Prologue
Fairy Tail, for nearly two hundred years it has been known as one of the strongest guilds in Fiore, having produced hundreds of famous and powerful wizards. Now, in the year X907, still based in the city of Magnolia, the Fairy Tail guild held the rank of the second strongest guild in Fiore and is running under the guidance of Fairy Tail's 20th guild master, Neina Fernandez, not necessarily running smoothly, but then, it wouldn't be Fairy Tail if it was. If one were to walk into the guildhall at this moment they would find a fairly common sight for the famously rowdy bunch: a brawl.
The common room of the Fairy Tail guildhall was a large open space with tables, chairs and a couple benches scattered throughout, a bar ran along the back wall, magical runes glowed, protecting the bottles of alcohol from damage. They were very clearly necessary, because despite the fact that the brawl had started only one minute ago the guildhall looked like a war zone as rowdy, angry, and/or drunk wizards threw plates, mugs, fists, and spells everywhere. A young man with black hair, slit-pupiled silver eyes, a black shirt with white pants and a white vest rammed a fist wrapped in white mist into the face of another young man with spiky yellow hair, sending him flying, when he landed the blonde summoned a yellow magic circle, causing an aura of lightning to appear around him, before he rocketed back into the fray, aiming for the mage who'd punched him, however halfway to his target one of his brawling guildmates, a blue haired boy in his early teens, was hurled into him, knocking him off course, and getting accidently electrocuted in the process. The black and white clad mage laughed his ass off as he watched the blonde get slammed out of the air, before having to duck a green beam of energy.
"WHAT ON EARTHLAND IS GOING ON HERE?!" An angry female voice cut through the chaos like a battleaxe and every member of the brawling guild froze in their tracks. The blood drained from every single face in the building as they all recognized the voice of Fairy Tail's strongest female wizard. Standing in the doorway to the hall was a gorgeous young woman in a blue, ankle length dress with clear blue eyes a few shades darker than the dress and silver hair that fell to mid back.
The silver haired beauty's anger seeped away. "Oh you guys." She sighed shaking her head. "I wish you would just all get along, we're all family, and family shouldn't fight." Everyone looked, and felt extremely guilty as the silver haired woman's face fell into sadness at 'Family shouldn't fight'.
"So, who started this one?"
The guy with the slit pupils and white and black clothing raised his hand. "It was me and Dreyer, we started it Wist." He said, pointing at the blonde and pissed off Adrian Dreyer, who was pushing the unconscious body of Walter Conbolt off of him.
Wist sighed and held her arms out. "Trevor, Adrian, come here please." The two perpetrators stepped forward until they were within arms reach, then with the speed of a striking snake Wist grabbed both young men by their ears and slammed their heads together hard enough to knock both wizards out. "Now, let's start cleaning up people, the Master is due from her annual Guild Master's meeting today and I'm sure we all don't want her to come home to a disaster area, right?"
"R-RIGHT!" The remaining (read: conscious) guild members all yelled back, nobody wanted to piss off Fairy Tail's Angel, all they had to do was look at Trevor and Adrian to see the results of that.
Wisteria Strauss watched her Guildmates spring into action, she took no joy in intimidating her comrades, but sometimes it was the only way to get through to this rough crowd, she loved them all like family, but she had no illusions that they weren't a wild and unpredictable mob, however the Take Over Wizardess would have them no other way.
Elsewhere...
Deep in a forest stood a dilapidated mansion, a large portion of the building had been destroyed years before and stood open to the elements, a man in his thirties stood on the rotting floorboards, he wore black pants, a knee length blue lined white coat, and no shirt, his hair was jaw length and dark grey, and his eyes were a pale blue. Reaching into his pocket the man pulled a glowing blue lacryma from his coat pocket and set it on the floor before stepping back.
"Activate: conference mode." The man pointed one finger at the Lacryma, which immediately lifted off the ground six beams of light shot from the floating crystal, spreading until they resolved into six black silhouettes, only the eyes and general shapes of each figure were fully visible, and floating just above the communications Lacryma was a small black symbol: a hooked claw dripping blood.
"Winter, why have you contacted us?" One of the figures asked, his voice, and it was clearly male, sounded fuzzy and slightly staticky, but still held an air of menace, his poison green eyes were narrowed in annoyance.
The shirtless man in the coat, Winter, bowed to the speaker.
"I am in place My Lord Zsass."
Zsass nodded. "Gordon and Alistair are in place as well, the three of you will be our vanguard. Your first target will be Mermaid Heel, leave only the little one and her bondmate alive, I wish to see our little Water Dragon broken, but not killed, not yet at least." Dark amusement was evident in Zsass' voice and a slight hiss had slithered into his last word.
"Of course My Lord, and I have your word that when the time comes to destroy Fairy Tail the task will fall to me?"
Zsass' silhouette nodded again. "Yes Winter, you will get to settle your little vendetta when the time comes."
A female figure spoke up for the first time. "We have decided to grant you your vengeance, but never forget that you have it only because it suits our purposes." Winter bowed to the woman.
"Naturally, Lady Katrina, this is all for the glory of Tiamat's Claw."
"For the glory of Tiamat's Claw!" The six projections spoke as one, each raising a fist to place over their own hearts, Winter returned the salute.
The largest of the figures spoke in a deep, commanding voice. "You have your orders, you are now dismissed."
Winter bowed to this figure as well. "Of course My Lord Richter. Lacryma Deactivate."
With a flash of light the figures all vanished and the suddenly inactive crystal dropped to the ground and Winter scowled at it. "I couldn't give less of a damn about your goals, I just want to tear Fairy Tail down brick by brick." The shirtless man raised one hand and a flash of blue light flew from his palm, when it hit the Lacryma ice formed on the crystal, before the whole thing shattered into tiny fragments. Satisfied that he had smashed the communications Lacryma as per regulations the ice wizard turned on his heel and walked out into the forest, he would need to steal a new one before his next scheduled report, it wouldn't do to have the Six Heads of Tiamat turn against him. Not yet anyway.
(Author's Note: I promised a rewrite of my old Adventures of a Cloud Dragon story, and here it is, hope you enjoy it! I won't be accepting OC's for the first arc, please read, review, and hopefully enjoy)